the poptart sizzles on an open flame
as the cookie monster floats atop the mountain of shame
where the man with a long white beard raped a cotton sweater

Said Isaac to all who gave ear:
A B.E.M. told me once over beer,
Whenever you speak, purple passages streak,
As mauve has the wavelength I hear.

Walking slowly into a dark room
It smelled like balloons filled with paint
It was music playing talking about an old saloon

I really don't think highly of myself, but stalkers get to me. I said I wouldn't text or call & that includes F.B.

AT MY TECH AND CALL
Ed Iacona

Modern technology's a wonder
Just amazing this I know
If I get lost there's my GPS
That will tell me where to go.

If I am bored at home alone

PONDERING PIRATES
Edward Iacona

There has remained a fascination
That has lasted through the years,
For pirates, ships and the treasures
Of those adventurous buccaneers.

Garden Partay!!!
Edward Iacona

I know that names of products
May often be ostentatious
But I never thought that packs of seeds
Could also be so salacious.

What to write at this time I don't know
is there not a thing to be said
but acting upon a singular though i contrived an idea in my head
I'll make perfect sense and say nothing

Walking near the canyon, right out near the edge.
your eyes off in the distance you step off of the ledge.
you're living in the moment as your body takes the dive.

The piano isn't working
The tuba player died
The trombone guy just melted
Before our very eyes

And our band is broken down
We gotta fix it before too late
Now the aliens are coming